Countdown to the fifth day.

Early morning.

Yesterday's battle was a little more brutal than expected, and the Northwest Army lost 12 positions in one day.

None of the combat units in these positions were evacuated, they themselves did not want to evacuate, and at the same time, P5092 did not allow them to evacuate.

P5092 said to Wang Yun, if each position can't be defeated and retreated, then where will the other Northwest Army and people behind him retreat?

Standing on this line of defense with each other is to buy time, and if they can't beat it, then drag it with their lives.

Just like what P5092 said to Zhang Xiaoman twice: Otherwise, what do you think war is?

War is a battle with the goal of destroying the enemy's living forces.

Fortunately, Ji Ziang, near the 317 position, temporarily changed the road topography and crossed the mountain peak on the path of the enemy's mechanized troops in an almost life-overdrawn manner, otherwise, I am afraid that the situation would be even worse.

You know, the southwestern forest is not accessible to mechanized troops.

Therefore, the mechanized troops of the entire Central Plains have gathered here, and there are not many weapons and equipment left for the Wang clan before the fire, and they are all destroyed before retreating, and a grenade can directly burst the barrel of the tank.

However, the Kong family and the Zhou family surrendered almost without a fight, and the two consortia left too many things for the Wang family.

Ji Ziang knew what was important, so he had to help P5092 block these mechanized troops.

At this time, Ji Ziang had collapsed and was lying in the field hospital behind the general headquarters under the care of nurses.

However, P5092 didn't even visit Ji Ziang in the field hospital, because he didn't have time.

For the Northwest Army, this moment is particularly precious.

There are only five days left, and now the Northwest Army is struggling to block one enemy line, and according to nonsense, the enemy army has three other troops of similar size rushing to attack.

In the command tent, Wang Yun took advantage of the fact that all the combat staff officers were sent out to convey orders, he looked at P5092 and asked, "How long do you think the Dawn Defense Line can last?"

P5092 thought for a moment and said, "Three days, if you're lucky, it's three days." On the third day we will begin our evacuation to Fortress 178, where we will be on the battlefield. ”

Wang Yun knew that P5092 only told the truth, so this dawn defense line could only defend for three days at most, and it was only three days if it was extremely lucky.

In the face of a large number of enemies, this does not seem to be an unacceptable answer.

It is said that the Three Mountains Defense Line has been defended for three days, and now the Dawn Defense Line has actually exceeded the defense time of the Three Mountains Defense Line if you add the previous days.

However, there are still five days left in the countdown, and the last two days will be the turn of human civilization to fall?

P5092 looked at Wang Yun and said: "Artificial intelligence has begun to catch up with time, today is the most critical day, it will definitely come out with something that can crush us, as for whether we can stop it, no one knows." Moreover, in the face of artificial intelligence, our fighters do not even have time to rest. ”

At this time, the soldiers on each position were in a state of extreme exhaustion, and the battle was unlike anything else.

In the past, both sides needed to rest, so even if the time was not easy to allow, there was always time to sleep, and a minimum of four hours of rest a day during the war was guaranteed, and if the battle was not fierce, it could even be six or eight hours of sleep.

But now it's different, the attacks of artificial intelligence seem to be endless, and the position is arranged to change the guard in turn, but the problem is that the guns are so loud, how can you sleep?

Today, there are already soldiers who suddenly faint while walking, and the Quartermaster Department immediately dismantled thousands of military uniforms and made rudimentary earplugs for distribution.

In fact, under normal circumstances, soldiers should not wear earplugs even when sleeping, because they will not hear the order to assemble urgently.

But now there is really no way, some fighters don't sleep anymore, and they really collapse.

......

On the 287 heights of Xigushan, the third division led by Zhou Yinglong was stationed here.

The talented and burly Zhou Yinglong inspected the defense line with a sad face, and at this time, the 287 heights finally ushered in a rare time to rest, and the enemy finally retreated like a tide.

It is said that the retreat of the enemy army is a good thing, but Zhou Yinglong knows that things are not simple, the enemy's soldiers and equipment are all sufficient, and there is no reason to retreat suddenly at this time, so there must be a moth to happen.

The adjutant followed Zhou Yinglong to inspect the position, and he followed behind Zhou Yinglong and said: "Division commander, you better go and sleep, I calculated the time, you have to have 30 hours without closing your eyes." ”

Zhou Yinglong said calmly: "Why sleep for a long time before you die, you must sleep long after death, and there will be more opportunities to sleep in the future." ”

The adjutant was stunned for a moment, but did not answer.

Heights 287 were littered with craters several meters deep, and some shells hit them so hard that even the trenches could be destroyed.

When it was time to eat, the soldiers of the Northwest Army sat in the trenches, holding their aluminum lunch boxes and eating two bites carefully.

Everyone felt hungry and had heartburn, but they didn't have any appetite.

They killed too many people, and they also saw their comrades being blown up into a bloody blur around them.

But there was no way, if they wanted to continue the war, they had to eat.

In the past, delicious meals were chewed like wax, and the soldiers had to chew mechanically, but this is the veterans, who were able to overcome their own discomfort and keep themselves fit for battle.

Zhou Yinglong looked at each soldier, everyone's pupils contracted like needletips, and they all looked like evil ghosts.

Prolonged tension causes everyone's nerves to tense, and these emotions act directly on the pupils.

So unlike art, in real war, everyone looks like ghosts.

No one is innocent, but no one is absolutely wrong.

However, at this moment, the adjutant beside Zhou Yinglong suddenly said: "Division commander, look outside the defense line!"

Outside the 287 Heights, Zhou Yinglong saw black clouds floating over in the sky.

The clouds were so fast that they could get much closer in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't a real dark cloud, Zhou Yinglong took out his high-powered military binoculars and looked at it, only to see dense wings flapping, and countless birds intermingling.

Wild geese, cuckoos, orioles, wild ducks.

Zhou Yinglong suddenly realized that these birds all have a common characteristic, that is, they are all migratory birds.

It's autumn now, and these migratory birds are supposed to fly south to prepare for the winter, but suddenly turn back to the northwest.

As everyone knows, artificial intelligence has found the best way to control birds, and only needs to find the habitat where migratory birds must pass on their way to migrate.

Not far from Wang's No. 61 barrier, there is a wetland suitable for birds to stop halfway, and there are eight or nine such migratory habitats in the entire Central Plains.

Migratory birds take a short break in their habitat, where they briefly eat and drink, and then are controlled by artificial intelligence and can no longer fly south.

Zhou Yinglong saw that in the sky, there was a huge eagle falcon on his side soaring towards the dark clouds, and the speed was extremely fast like lightning.

At first, the majestic falcon rushed into the dark clouds, and it actually scattered the forwards of the flock, but the next moment, the birds in the flock circled around the falcon as if there was a division of labor, and took off its feathers and wings one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the falcon turned into a cloud of energy and disappeared in the sky.

Earlier, Hassan's falcon had made great achievements in the northwest, but it was somewhat useless in the face of absolute numbers.

Zhou Yinglong looked at the sky in the distance and sighed: "Wake up all the fighters, load up the ammunition, we are going to fight a tough battle." ”

Judging from the direction from which the dark clouds were flying, Heights 287 was probably the first position to be attacked by air raids.

Yesterday, when the artificial intelligence attacked Ren Xiaosu, Zhou Yingxue, and Yang Xiaojian, Zhou Yinglong knew that the enemy army intended to divide Xigu Mountain, and took this place to attack first.

Unexpectedly, today the other party came to a more direct attack.

This is what P5092 speculates to be the attack that the AI is using today to crush the Dawn Line.

Zhou Yinglong couldn't even tell how many birds there were, the birds that had mutated after the catastrophe gathered together, and it looked like a terrifying natural disaster that stretched for several kilometers.

On the 287 heights, the heavy machine guns all adjusted their firing angles, which were originally aimed at the bottom of the mountain, but now they were all padded with sandbags and raised towards the sky.

Not only heavy machine guns, but also on such important heights as 287, there are also large weapons such as close defense guns.

All the soldiers waited with bated breath for the birds to approach, and Zhou Yinglong sighed: "Lao Tzu's ability is completely useless......

Zhou Yinglong's ability is to summon a wild boar to come out, but no matter how powerful the wild boar is, it can't arch the birds in the sky.

When the flock of birds was finally about to reach the sky above the 287 heights, Zhou Yinglong gave the order to open fire!

In the early morning, the bullets of the heavy machine gun shot into the sky in a trajectory visible to the naked eye like a red-hot red pill, but what was amazing was that when the heavy machine gun roared, the originally cohesive flock of birds actually separated a few gaps.

And these gaps are precisely where the heavy machine gun bullets will hit the flock.

These gaps in the flock are very precise and not superfluous.

However, the rate of fire of the bullet is still much faster than that of the bird, and even if the artificial intelligence has a prediction of the trajectory, it cannot avoid it all.

However, Zhou Yinglong secretly said in his heart that it was not good, because after this round of attacks, the results were obviously much lower than his expectations.

If there is only such a small hit rate, I am afraid that the entire 287 Heights will run out of ammunition, and these birds will not be able to kill.

Then the next thing 287 Heights has to face is to be overwhelmed by the flock of birds that are oppressed by this black.

Not only the 287 heights, but also the second echelon defense line in the rear!

"Use the close defense cannon to fire a base number!" Zhou Yinglong ordered.

There was a roar on the high ground, as if it were going to knock everyone's lungs out.

When the shells broke through the sound barrier in the barrel and sprayed out, the dark clouds hovering in the sky suddenly opened a hole more than three meters wide, and the shells actually penetrated the birds directly through this hole.

In the midst of the salvo of close defense artillery, Zhou Yinglong quietly ordered the soldiers to take out the cloud burst bombs behind the bunker, trying to punish the birds with high temperature and lack of oxygen.

However, even though the soldier's movements were very hidden, the birds still avoided the trajectory of the cloudburst bomb in advance.

The warhead cannot trigger the fuse inside the missile body without touching the object, and the technological level of the northwest is not enough to support them to build a missile that can be remotely tracked.

Immediately afterwards, even the enemy ground forces, which had retreated before, began to attack the 287 heights again.

Moreover, together with the large-caliber howitzers that the enemy had not used on the 287 heights before, also appeared, which shows that the passage of mechanized troops near the 317 position has been opened, and the enemy troops who retreated before seem to have gone to clear the road.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Zhou Yinglong sighed in his heart, Xigu Mountain may not be able to hold it.

The adjutant said in a low voice: "Division commander, do you want to withdraw, we can't hold it." ”

Zhou Yinglong took a deep breath and said with a smile: "You don't know how cold-blooded the kid who is in charge of the command now is, he won't let us withdraw...... Besides, Lao Tzu didn't want to withdraw. ”

"Commander, don't you want to go back to Fortress 178 to see your family?"

Zhou Yinglong said: "After the victory of the war, my comrades-in-arms brought back my big molars and put them under the bronze bell in the square, and I naturally went back." ”

An hour later, the flock of birds flooded the 287 heights and began to fly towards the second echelon of defense lines behind the 287 heights.

Zhang Jinglin, who was busy in the field hospital, suddenly received the news of Zhou Yinglong's death, and he was silent for a long time with mixed feelings in his heart, and then wiped his hands and took the next wounded.

Zhou Yinglong's three words fell into his heart lake like a pebble, only causing a circle of ripples, and then there were no fluctuations.

After all the wounded were sent to the operating room, Zhang Jinglin silently walked out of the porch of the field hospital, stood alone at the door, lit a cigarette, and looked in the direction of the 287 heights.

War is like this, time is too tight, and there is not much time to remember.

Zhang Jinglin was not idle after handing over the supreme military command, he chose to come to the field hospital to be an old and strong medical soldier, it seems that this is his most fulfilling and nostalgic time.

This change of identity surprised many people, but Wang Fengyuan, who knew Zhang Jinglin best, understood that the other party's two biggest wishes were actually to be a good medical soldier or a teacher.

......

In the commander-in-chief's tent, the news of the fall of one position after another came, and the swarm of birds in the sky seemed to have really become a heavyweight killer weapon that crushed the Dawn Defense Line.

The atmosphere in the tent was extremely low, and one bad news after another kept coming as if trying to crush them.

At this rate, I'm afraid that it won't take until tomorrow for the Dawn defense line to completely collapse.

Wang Yun suddenly said to P5092: "Your heartbeat hasn't changed much, and your body surface temperature hasn't changed either, aren't you worried about the defense line at all? ”

The implication of Wang Yun's words is that their biggest reliance is now helpless.

Ren Xiaosu is not omnipotent, his thank you coins are used to buy proficiency stones to increase the proficiency of Daxing Northwest, and even the inventory of the Burst Poker that was used before was used when he received Qing Jin.

Therefore, he has no good way to deal with the enemy in the air.

Wang Yun's ability to manipulate the air is okay, but his ability as a transcendent person is not outstanding, and his stronger ability is still the ability to remember and organize and analyze.

P5092 glanced at Wang Yun: "Wait a little longer." ”

In this command tent, it seems that only P5092 is left without worry.

Wang Yun was puzzled: "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the rain to come," P5092 said, "and in the morning I felt that the weather was getting colder in an instant, indicating that the cold front from the north had arrived and that the first autumn rain was coming." ”

Wang Yun didn't ask anything more, but he still didn't understand, what impact the rain could have on these birds?

On the 141 position, Luo Lan, Zhou Qi, Qing Jin, and Xu Pu were eating breakfast around the bonfire.

The surrounding soldiers of the Northwest Army have already entered the trenches one after another, and as the second echelon of the defensive line, they have been notified that the enemy has broken through the first echelon and is about to arrive.

Everyone is sinking into despair because they know what is happening on the front line.

Maybe the former friends and comrades-in-arms will never be seen again.

The tense atmosphere spread on the battlefield, and Luo Lan and the others looked quite relaxed.

Luo Lan specially asked the infantry brigade on the 141st position to ask for heavy machine guns and issued them to his twelve heroic spirits, and at this time, those golden heroic spirits were standing on the edge of the defensive line, intending to fight side by side with the Northwest Army.

The sky darkened, and the northeast wind began to pour into the mountains, and the bonfires swayed.

Suddenly, a large dark cloud suddenly floated from behind the hill in front of him, and a flock of birds was climbing over the top pass of the mountain and heading towards Position 141.

Zhou Qi silently looked at the sky above his head, and after a long time, he said, "I'm a little convinced P5092 now." ”

Qing Zhen nodded.

Qingzhen, who is also a military genius, naturally understands Zhou Qi's subtext in seconds.

When P5092 asked Zhou Qi to come to the 141 position by name, they didn't know exactly what the other party wanted Zhou Qi to do.

After all, although the 141st position is located at the front of the second echelon and belongs to the enemy's first attack target, the problem is that there is no river here, and not even a stream can be seen, so what role can Zhou Qi play?

At that time, P5092 only said that Zhou Qi would understand when the time came.

It seems that the other party is not worried about the failure of the plan at all, and even the weather is in the other party's calculations.

After the cold front moves south, the clouds and fog in the sky quickly condense into water vapor when cold, and then the water vapor continues to condense and form water droplets.

Above the sky, a drop of crystal clear water was leaving the clouds, fluttering towards the ground and falling, falling into the soil at Zhou Qi's feet with a clatter, splashing a slight earthy smell.

The rain is really coming.

Zhou Qi turned around and slowly walked towards the edge of the defensive line, and the fine raindrops in the sky fell faster and faster, gradually pulling up a layer of majestic rain above everyone's heads.

However, just as the flock of birds was about to approach the 141 position, the drizzle in the sky was like stars and swords in the sky.

The soldiers were in the trenches.

Luo Lan, Qing Jin, and Xu Wei waited behind the defensive line.

Zhou Qi was the only one facing the surging flock of birds, and suddenly opened his palm, and his eyes were already blue.

Suddenly, the raindrops were suddenly stretched into needles by an invisible force, and they were indestructible.

Millions of rain needles fell like thunder, directly penetrating the flock of birds that stretched for several kilometers.

Rain, blood, feathers, and the carcasses of birds fell to the ground, and the flock seemed to want to retreat to the rear, but it was too late to retreat.

After the first battle in the mud and sand field, Zhou Qi was already a demigod.

There was some sadness in Luo Lan's eyes, because he knew that this was the third child's last gift.